| | Still a true gentleman, Mr Shadloo insisted on being my host during the two day. |
| | | The famous mineral water ponds of Besh Ghardash |
| | | The burial site of Mr Shadloo's late father in Besh Ghardash |
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| | Mr Gharai has a small shop, but is a prolific poet |
| | | I used to buy my toys from Mr Siranloo. He still sells them . . . |
| | | And Mr Tabari still sells the school notebooks I used to buy! |
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| | The best tailor in town, Mr Sefidgaran, now sells carpets |
| | | | My classmate, Yousof. We last met when we were 11! |
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| | Another shopkeeper still around: Mr Arasteh (left) |
| | | Last but not least, my maths teacher I was determined to find, Mr Abedi (right) |
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